Doom-[Dark fantasy, progression, psychology]

A hero’s dream. A royal lie. A power that shouldn’t exist. In a world where guardian spirits protect the living, royalty holds a monopoly on the greatest bonds those spirits can grant. The strongest powers are inherited, controlled, and sealed behind bloodlines, because the crown knows what happens when the wrong person awakens the wrong kind of Light. Everest Fogue is a young boy with a bright, hungry dream: become a war hero like his idols. But as he chases glory, he uncovers fragments of a world he never knew existed mysteries buried in ash, truths hidden behind royal seals, and forgotten powers that were never meant to return. I've been honest with that dream. Is a child's dream really meant to be achieved? Was I right to see the world the way it is? Perhaps, I would've been less disappointed. Can I even be disappointed? I'm the one who insisted on choosing this path.